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Hello May!

If you had been a fly on our bedroom wall this morning, here’s the conversation you would have overheard between Adam and I:

Me: It’s May! It’s May! (said in a really excited voice because I tend to get ridiculously excited about stupid things)

Adam: You seem rather excited about this.

Me: Well yeah, it’s my favorite month of the year AND my birthday month!

I admit, I get a little excited every year about the arrival of May and not just because it’s my birthday month and I love birthdays. (Start the countdown now, May 24th y’all!)

For me, May is always the first month of the year where things start to gel. Maybe that’s a sign I’m a late bloomer and it takes me several months to realize that yes, it is in fact 2014 now. Or maybe it’s because May is the first month where you’re officially out of the winter doldrums and past that awkward “is it winter or spring?” phase.

Either way, I love May because it’s the month where the days start to feel long, the world turns green again and the weather warms up. Spring is here, summer is on it’s way and it makes me happy and ready to get things done.

Last night, Adam and I went to the Foster the People concert here in Houston (the tickets were his birthday present back in March – it was awesome, by the way) and afterward we stopped at our local House of Pies for a quick dessert.

I’ve reached that point in my pregnancy where strangers are now confident enough to mention I’m pregnant but tend to not realize I’m as far along as I am. As we were standing at the counter waiting to order our pie, another customer who was paying turned to me and said “You’re about halfway there, right?”

In all honesty, it took me a moment to realize what he was talking about because despite the fact that I’m being jabbed in the ribs daily by a baby who seems convinced the way out is through the skin of my stomach, at times I actually do forget that I’m pregnant. Blame mommy brain?

Once I realized what he meant, I laughed and said, “oh no, I’m a little farther than that.” After which Adam chimed in with a “She has 7 weeks to go.”

I admit when he said that I did a double take thinking, “Wait, 7 weeks? Say what now?” Until I realized that yes, since I’m 33 weeks this week that means we have 7 weeks until my due date and 8 weeks until the little guy will be here for sure.

Holy crap.

I think it’s safe to say if I were to choose a One Little Word for the month of May, it’d be ACTION. Because holy cow, we have a lot to do and a baby who’ll be arriving before too long whether we’re ready or not.

There’s a part of me that feels a little freaked out about that but a much bigger part of me that’s ridiculously excited we’ve reached this point of our journey. And much like May being the second-to-last month of school growing up where you’re so close to the end but not quite there, May feels like the perfect month to be preparing ourselves to make this transition from two to three.

Assuming (and fingers crossed!) the little guy stays put like he’s supposed to, my goal is to have all the major stuff we need to do knocked out by my birthday on May 24th, which would put me right at 36.5 weeks. Seems doable and well, you know how I like to tie goals to my birthday.

So if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got an afternoon date with my calendar and to-do list to finalize what all we need to do so I can start checking things off like a mad woman.

And you know, maybe squeeze a little scrapbooking in there too in prep for International Scrapbooking Day this weekend.

I admit, it feels a bit weird to the business-side of my brain for this be the first year in several where I’m not part of a mad scramble to finish products for iNSD but I can’t say I miss the frenzy and stress that comes with it either. I’m definitely much happier to be heading into May bright eyed and bushy-tailed, haha.